Warnings: violence and language ; hidden genius yet lazy Tsuna ; very overprotective guardians ; use of OC's

Genere: Family/Friendship/Hurt/Comfort/Humor

Pairings: PLATONIC!All27, 6996; some past life romances too, this is mainly a friendship/family thing ; definite OC/OC pairings

Disclaimer: Reborn doesn't belong to me and neither does any of its characters. I only own the OC's that appear in this fic.

Note: This story will focus on the manga plot, NOT the anime.

Chapter Summery

As one life ends...

another begins...

Prologue: Given Life

The world was ending.

The surrounding ground shook and cracked, thunder and lightning rumbled in the air, and not far away, the signs of a giant storm was starting to brew. Rain began to fall from the heavens in a large downpour as if all those from up above were crying for the world that was about to come to an end.

It was stupid and downright idiotic that someone thought that they could fully control the power of the Tri-ni-set. It was foolish to think someone could ever play the role of God, let alone have the gall to try and bypass the sacred rules of time and space. Due to such meddling, a whole planet was going to be destroyed, and there was no one who could do anything to stop it, not even the rightful owners of the Tri-ni-set's items.

"Decimo please, you don't have to do this," a man's voice pleaded to the weary body in his arms; the body of Vongola Decimo, Sawada Tsunayoshi. His dear descendant was on the verge of submitting to the damage done to his body as well as to the inevitable fate that was slowly closing in on them. Tsuna didn't fight it, seeing that it was utterly useless to do so. In just a few hours, everything would cease to exist.

"Your wish, you can't possibly..."

"I'm sorry Primo," Tsuna caught off his ancestor in a quiet voice. Tired, he was getting too tired to continue this conversation any longer. He had made up his mind and he was going to stick with it. Shifting his head to fully face the other, the Decimo gazed into golden ambered eyes with resolution in his own honey brown ones.

"but I've made my decision and it is final."

The moment he saw the unwavering resolve in the man's eyes, Giotto admitted defeat and sighed. He looked to his guardians who were silently watching, each carefully tending to the body (in Daemon's case, bodies) in their laps. They nodded towards him and Giotto turned his attention back to his beloved grandchild.

"Then...sleep now, dear Tsunayoshi. You can leave the rest to us." Feeling his grandfather kiss his forehead for the last time, Tsuna allowed a smile to grace his lips as he closed his eyes.

"Thank you, Giotto-jiisan. Buona notte." (1)

"Rest in peace, Tsunayoshi. Buona notte."

And with that, the 7 Vongola and Mare rings, and the 7 pacifiers in Tsuna's arms glowed, and everything was engulfed in an orange light.

TBC...

(1) Good night in Italian.

This is another KHR story I wanted to try out that was begging for me to type down. In truth, I don't really know where this will really lead to, but we'll see down the road.

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